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You understand, imitators bail up To all the males and females up All on my cell phone talkin' shit, up I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up, slangin'
squad against mine Your minor with major Detail the plans like Hit hard, catch you off guard, another
I slay rappers precision, I got vision like anakin' You panicin', I'm leavin' you stiffer than a My high lyrics brain damagin' Brandishin' a arm, still managin' Hurt niggas, who give my lyrics that play like a mandalin'
I my mic like my dick, but you handlin' I kill flows on tracks who I eat you like pussy, then take a Then spit in the places you standin' in
I a fool to the hill Light a then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin' Now I see your whole brain's like what you hear, change the channel then nigga
Your against mine Your minor leagues with the plans like verse Hit hard, you off guard, another victory
I spark cells of a rhythm, you listen, get it over with Stolen shit, rollin' it, Cypress ownin' it, bitin' clonin' it I got a dog got a bone to pick, you it Suck it hard swallow easy, put a in it Your body's on the floor, head got a in it
The master, rhyme killer, mic controllin' it You fuckin' but your wack, ain't throwin' it in shit, now your chillin' all alone in it Head full of hair, ain't combin' it
Five child in the who's ropin' it Never if I'm high or I'm throwin' shit I got you stuck in the zone on shit I'm the owner of the fat joint you with, bitch
squad against mine Your minor leagues with the plans like verse Hit hard, catch you off guard, victory